There are things I can’t force. I must adjust. There are times when the greatest change needed is a change of my viewpoint.
DENIS DIDEROTOnly the bad man is alone.
More Denis Diderot Quotes
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The world is the house of the strong.
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All abstract sciences are nothing but the study of relations between signs.
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Watch out for the fellow who talks about putting things in order! Putting things in order always means getting other people under your control.
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Although a man may wear fine clothing, if he lives peacefully; and is good, self-possessed, has faith and is pure; and if he does not hurt any living being, he is a holy man.
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Scepticism is the first step toward truth.
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I discuss with myself questions of politics, love, taste, or philosophy. I let my mind rove wantonly, give it free rein to followany idea, wise or mad that may present itself. My ideas are my harlots.
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I like better for one to say some foolish thing upon important matters than to be silent. That becomes the subject of discussion and dispute, and the truth is discovered.
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Jacques said that his master said that everything good or evil we encounter here below was written on high.
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First of all move me, surprise me, rend my heart; make me tremble, weep, shudder; outrage me; delight my eyes afterwards if you can.
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A nation which thinks that it is belief in God and not good law which makes people honest does not seem to me very advanced.
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Power acquired by violence is only a usurpation, and lasts only as long as the force of him who commands prevails over that of those who obey.
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The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his back turned.
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Does anyone really know where they’re going to?
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We are far more liable to catch the vices than the virtues of our associates.
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Pithy sentences are like sharp nails which force truth upon our memory.
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